Authors note: Thank you all for the comments and feedback, I hope you enjoy this chapter equally. Thank you again to my copy editor LaRascasse for fixing my Australian grammar, to a more palatable international flavour.
The sun was barely up when Padraic unlocked her door and slipped into her room. He gazed down on his little girl. She was nineteen but had the delicate features of a baby doll. 'Was it only yesterday he had bailed her out of jail for prostitution?' he smiled widely. Not the drug addict or beaten down whore he had expected, she was a sassy street smart little princess and now she was all his.
He was naked, sporting a hard morning glory erection which got harder with desire as he gazed down on her. Pulling the covers back she stirred but didn't wake. He slid onto the bed beside her running his hands over her tight little body rolling her to her back, "Come on, baby. Wake up for Daddy."
"Uncle Paddy?" she murmured sleepily.
"No," he growled, "No more uncle. You call me Daddy now," his fingers tweaked at her nipples insistently as she slowly rose to consciousness. Padraic's other hand trailed down over her body to her pussy. His fingers delved into her teasing her until she was panting and rocking her hips up to meet his fingers. Rolling on top of her, he entered her roughly making her gasp and her eyes flare widely. He fucked into her hard, pushing until he was firmly embedded before starting to pump in and out ferociously.
Leaning down he growled, "Say it, baby. Tell me you love being fucked like this, hard and deep like only Daddy can."
She was gasping and mewling in her need. She had learned last night while watching the movie and again before he finally let her sleep that he liked to hear her beg. She lifted her knees up stretching her legs up along his body to his shoulders almost bending double as she panted hoarsely, "Fuck me Daddy. Fuck me hard. Make me cum please, Daddy."
Padraic roared in his need for her, pulling from her he rolled her quickly to her belly and pulled her hips up ploughing into her again at a different angle. Reaching around her slim hip he pinched her swollen clit, her corresponding cry music to his ears as he possessed her. His other hand reached for her hair pulling her head back as she cried out again. "Cum for Daddy, cum all over his fat cock you little whore."
She arched her back, tendrils of pain and pleasure flowing into her as he fucked her with increasing power and tempo. She came howling out as her pussy clenched in spasms around his cock milking it making him roar his own orgasm out to the room. He collapsed on top of her smothering her small body with his much larger one. Rolling from her he murmured, "Clean me."
Crawling down his body she panted, "Yes Daddy." Her tongue licked out at his still swollen hard cock. She lapped and fluttered her tongue around the shaft and over his heavy ball sac cleaning their mixed cum from him. Finally she stretched her lips around his fat cock and suckled at him feeling his hands twine into her hair.
"Oh yeah, baby. Suck Daddy good," his hands guiding her up and down his shaft as she gagged for him trying to swallow the thick flesh as it jabbed at her throat. He was always horny in the mornings as he felt himself fill again with need, this little girl was so hot he felt he could cum in her and on her all day every day.
Callie had been sucking so long her jaw began to ache when he finally arched up driving into her throat, choking her and roaring as the cock began to pulse between her lips. Pulling back slightly he flooded her mouth and she gulped at the cum that overflowed and dribbled from the corners of her mouth. He pulled her up beside him and cuddled her close nuzzling her neck. "You're such a good girl for your Daddy."
They lay quietly for a little while before Padraic smacked her bottom lightly, "Come on, baby. We have a big day ahead."
Getting up he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom placing her on the toilet and turning to run the bath. Callie knew better than to ask for privacy and she tried to pee quietly sighing in relief. "Can't I just have a shower?" she mumbled sullenly as she flushed and washed her hands.
"Baths are good for helping your muscles relax and healing your body after Daddy has used it, baby. Daddy hasn't spanked you very hard yet, but trust me when he does you will happy he likes you to have baths." He looked at her adorable pout and relented slightly, "You can shower with Daddy sometimes, like last night. Daddy likes his little girl showering with him occasionally," Padraic smiled and kissed her, "Now be a good girl and take a bath. Daddy needs a long hot shower."
Callie lay back and relaxed into the bubble filled bath. She watched as Padraic left the room to go to his own bathroom she assumed. He was tall and very solidly built, a small paunch belying how fit he really was and the strength he had. Her pussy ached from the savage pounding he had given it last night and this morning. She spread her legs and gently fingered the tender bruised flesh. Feeling the warm water caress her she smiled acknowledging that the bath may have been the best thing for her.
Twenty minutes later Padraic lifted her from the bath and towelled her dry caressing every inch of her small body as he went. "Now put your hair up for me and I will find you something suitable to wear.
Having dressed her in a light summer dress they sat down to have breakfast, she wrinkled her nose at the muesli, "Can I just have some toast, please?"
Padraic frowned, "You need to eat properly, Callie, to stay fit and healthy for Daddy." He poured a small bowl of muesli and put it in front of her, "You can add some cereal you like to the shopping list but eat this for today."
Callie pouted and took a tentative spoonful pulling a face and putting the spoon back down. "Does Daddy need to feed you baby? It's not very much. Finish it all." He smirked as she continued to pull faces while she ate. "Good girl," he said taking the bowl away, "Now would you like some toast?"
Callie shook her head, and Padraic raised an eyebrow at her. "No thank you, Daddy," Callie said overly sweetly.
"Clean the kitchen and meet me in the study," Padraic smiled.
Callie washed and put the bowls away before finally making it the study. Padraic looked up and smiled motioning her closer and handing her a pad and pen, "Make a list of the things you need while we are out shopping. Your mother doesn't seemed to have packed much for you. When you finish that you can start reading these," he handed her a sheaf of printed pages and turned back to his work. "I need to get some work of my own finished before we go out."
Callie curled up in one of the oversized chairs that dwarfed her small frame and began her list. Padraic smiled, she was simply too cute like that and it took some will power to return to his work.
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Calliope sat staring at the mirror as the hairdresser finished off her hair. The dark golden colour close to her natural colour had been highlighted by light blonde streaks and she had been given wispy bangs as her hair was cut to frame her face. The sculpted edges angled back into her long hair. In the mirror, she could see Padraic sitting behind her waiting patiently.
She wriggled slightly in the chair, her pussy ached. Padraic seemed to have the libido of teenager and she wondered idly if he took Viagra a small smile crossing her face. This wasn't the way she had ever thought about a Daddy before. She had read some of the information he had given her this morning as they prepared to go out. Being his little girl was more than just some incest fantasy. It was a lifestyle many people chose, highly sexual but more so about dominance and submission. Daddies required a high level of control over their little girls
It frightened her, a little, that he would have so much control over her life but she still believed that if she played his game until the hearing she could be the one holding the power. Men were easy to manipulate. Once you satisfied their cock you could lead them around by it. He hadn't let her get away with anything yet but she had only been with him one day. In time she could get her own way she was sure of it. She went over his rules for this shopping trip in her head again as she stared at him in the mirror.
Padraic sat and watched as the multicoloured mop was turned back into the golden hair of a sweet angel, his angel. It had taken some time to make the transformation but he had his android notebook and fielded emails and calls from his firm to hand over the cases he had been working on before he asked for his leave of absence. Family complications he had cited as his reasons and he smiled, 'If only they knew.'
He glanced up at the mirror and saw her looking back at him. His smile got wider showing his pleasure at the transformation of her hair. He was enjoying himself planning their day out in his head. Having a little girl to care for and spoil was something he had missed greatly and today she would see just how generous her Daddy could be if she was a good girl.
They left the hairdresser and he held her hand as they walked through the shopping mall. Padraic smiled as he noticed the looks they got from passers by. In the light sundress and high heels he had chosen for her to wear, Callie looked young and nubile. He on the other hand looked like a distinguished old man with his salt and pepper hair and a small paunch. He grinned knowing what they thought as they saw he was holding her hand proudly.
They entered a high end lingerie shop, "I would like to have her measured and fitted properly," Padraic said to the sales woman. "Let me know the size and I will pick out a few things for her to try on. Starting with this," he held up a sweet white matching set of panties and demi bra. The lady considered Callie a moment before returning it the rack and picking up another size then ushering Callie to the fitting room.
Padraic followed, "I will just jot down the measurements as you take them so we know in future." Peeking into the fitting room as Callie let the dress drop to pool about her feet, "Perhaps she just needs a training bra," Padraic grinned as he saw the flush of embarrassment fill Callie's face.
"Oh I am sure we can find something a bit nicer than that," the sales woman smiled kindly at the blushing girl, "May I make some suggestions?"
"Of course," Padraic said magnanimously, "But I will need to approve any purchases," he winked grinning at the woman. "The measurements first though please."
